Zong Kerui secretly thought, Though I have yet to advance to the Spirit Cultivation Stage, my prowess in battle is no less than a Spirit Cultivation Stage cultivator's. How could this Yan Chihuo be so formidable? I never imagined the Sea Heaven Sect would produce someone like him.
Yan Chihuo inwardly groaned as well. If he wanted to turn the tide, he would have to use Three Heads and Six Arms. But Three Heads and Six Arms consumed far too much spiritual power; even if he used it, at best they would be evenly matched—he might even be at a slight disadvantage. Though he appeared to be trading attacks and defenses with her without yielding an inch, the situation was in fact completely under her control. Given enough time, defeat would be inevitable.
At that moment, another five or six cultivators and seven or eight monsters drew near. Yan Chihuo was secretly delighted. No matter how strong Zong Kerui was, she could not possibly defeat so many people.
Those cultivators and monsters were all aghast after witnessing Zong Kerui and Yan Chihuo's methods. They all thought, They are both at the Dao Integration Stage—how can these two be this powerful?
The cultivators thought further, Yan Chihuo has enjoyed great renown in recent years, and it truly was not undeserved. If he advances to the Spirit Cultivation Stage, would he not become even more formidable? Would anyone from our sects still be able to restrain him? At once, they developed the intention of sitting atop the mountain to watch the tigers fight.
Though those cultivators did not step forward, several of the monsters were rubbing their hands together, eager to give it a try. They thought, Zong Kerui was so formidable, but fortunately Yan Chihuo had her tied down. It would